Living in the winters cold,
Trying to breathe under this heavy hold,
A man goes some time working all day long,
But thenhe getslaid off,hecan't go on,
People all around arelosing their jobs,
Everystreet isfilled with horrible sobs,
For the hardest wave hit from the jobless sea,
The man wonders why, oh, why, would they not pick me,
As time flew by with no success,
Now would be a good time for him to remember her address.
So the long lost man set out to find his love,
As he wasblankly staring at a fluttering dove,
He gets to thinking, why did I leave her, why did I move on,
"I didn't realize what I had, until she was gone,"
She's the only thing that's ever mattered,
In this mad world he's sick and battered,
With nowhere to go, and no one to talk to,
He can't help but cry, because of whatthis world has come to,
But what do you do when you have nothing left,
When all around you is hate and theft,
All you can do, is doyour best,
For everything else is just one of God's tests!